Pale Kings Lyrics - Jet Plane And Oxbow - Shearwater

Summer's blood 

Breaks a winter's composure 

And I'm in love with your daughters 

I'm in love with your sons 

And a flush of rain 

Floods the banks of all reason 

Turns your memory golden 

And it hides how it was 

In the ordinary light 

You know how sometimes 

You're so tired of the country 

You could run to the ocean 

And surrender your life 

But in the same breath 

A light burns through your dreaming 

And blows holes in the ceiling 

Till there's nothing but sky 

Run out 

Like a ribbon unreeling 

Head down and careering 

Colors drain from your life 

But listen 

Just the sound of your breathing 

Blows the cover of silence 

Blows the cover of lies 

With incendiary light 

You know how sometimes 

You're so tired of the country 

Its poptones and its pale kings 

And its fences like knives 

But in the same breath 

Your heart breaks with the feeling 

With love and with grieving 

For its irrational life 

Right 

Now